Yu Jizi saw the stunned look on Zui Taoist's face and knew what he was thinking, but Yu Jizi didn't tell him. He smiled and said: "Now the forty-seven alien tribes in Northern Xinjiang have begun to move south in the Black Forest, and they are preparing to join in a month and a half.
The human alliance, senior brother, you only need to arrive at the Black Forest. You don’t have to go deep into the Badlands of the Wild North. One trip will only take about ten days at most.
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The drunk Taoist shook his head and said: "That's not what I meant. It's just that since this sword is no less than reincarnation, Xuanyuan, it's a bit..."
Yu Jizi interrupted him and said: "Senior Brother Qingfeng, if others don't know, how can I not know that in the entire Samsara Peak, your cultivation level is the highest, I'm afraid I may not be your opponent, senior brother. You are the most suitable
candidate."
The drunk Taoist gave a bitter smile and said: "Since the master is interested in me, I will make this trip with this old face in mind."
Yu Jizi said: "You can bring a few trusted elders with you, but you don't need to bring young disciples with you. This divine sword is my Cangyun secret weapon. The fewer people who know about it, the better."
The drunk Taoist nodded, discussed with Yu Jizi the details of escorting the Divine Sword, and then left.
After leaving the study, Zui Taoist looked at the blue sky and took a long breath.
He is not a fool, on the contrary, he is as smart as anyone.
At that moment, he thought of the joints.
Yujizi did not send Taoist Yunhe, but sent him to Northern Xinjiang to secretly escort the divine sword back to the mountain. This was inseparable from Ye Xiaochuan's marriage.
Zui Taoist knew that just when he had made a decision about Ye Xiaochuan's marriage, Yu Jizi's inheritance of the future successor of Cangyun Sect had already been biased towards Ye Xiaochuan.
Maybe Yu Jizi valued Gu Jianchi very much, but there was one problem he couldn't get around, and that was Ye Xiaochuan's marriage.
It would be fine if Ye Xiaochuan married Yang Yishuang from Pianmiao Pavilion, but Zui Taoist clearly rejected the marriage and kept talking about Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou.
There is a lot of wisdom in this.
Whoever Yun Qiyou marries will be the head of the Cangyun Sect in the future. Whether Yu Jizi wants it or not.
Who makes Yun Qiyou the evil god's most caring little cotton-padded jacket?
Now the drunk Taoist regrets what he said in the study.
He didn't think of using Yun Qiyou's method at first, but Yu Jizi's words in the study reminded him.
Over the years, Zui Taoist has always been worried about his eldest disciple's life experience, fearing that one day Ye Xiaochuan's life experience will be exposed and he will be tolerated by both good and evil.
In the study, Yu Jizi mentioned Yun Qiyou's life experience, and expressed great respect for the evil gods, Fairy Xuanshuang and others who feared people in the heaven.
This allowed Mr. Zui to find a glimmer of hope for Ye Xiaochuan.
If Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou get married, even if his life story is exposed in the future, no one will dare to touch him.
Because he is the son-in-law of the evil god.
At that time, Zui Taoist didn't think too much, he just wanted to use Yun Qiyou's identity to pave a way out for his eldest disciple in the future.
Now he realized that the leader had misunderstood his thoughts and thought that he was talking about Yun Qiyou to pave the way for Ye Xiaochuan to compete for the position of leader.
Now what else can a drunk Taoist do besides smile bitterly?
It was already noon when he returned to his residence. Ye Xiaochuan was lying on the recliner in the yard and fell asleep. Yang Shijiu was holding Yang Baobao and urinating on Ye Xiaochuan's face.
Ye Xiaochuan reached out and wiped the boy's urine on his cheek, and muttered: "Why is it raining?"
Yang Jiu suppressed his laughter, while his neighbor next door, Gu Pan'er, was lying on the wall laughing so much that he almost fell down.
Only Li Wanjun and Xiaoya on the side looked worried.
The drunk Taoist walked in and coughed when he saw this scene.
Yang Jiujiu was startled and immediately pushed Baby Yang into Li Wanjun's arms, saying that he had done nothing bad.
The drunk Taoist frowned and said: "Nineteen, you are so outrageous. Xiaochuan is your senior brother."
Yang Jiujiu stuck out his tongue, then picked up the teapot on the stone table in the courtyard, poured a cup of herbal tea, and poured it on Ye Xiaochuan's cheek.
She shouted: "Little brother, get up! Master is back!"
Ye Xiaochuan immediately jumped up from the recliner in excitement, looked at his own wet face, and then looked at Yang Jiu with a teacup in his hand.
He was furious and shouted: "Why are you pouring water on me?"
Yang Jiu said: "Master is back, you are sleeping like a dead pig and you can't wake up, so I can only splash you!"
After saying that, he turned around and called to Li Wanjun and others to quickly go back to the house.
Ye Xiaochuan felt something was wrong. He reached out and touched the water stain on his cheek, then licked it and said to himself: "Why does it smell like urine?" He walked to the stone table and poured the pot of herbal tea.
He said to Xiao Zhu who was busy in the kitchen: "Xiao Zhu! This tea is all rancid and the tea leaves have gone bad. You take out this year's new tea and give it to my master to drink this tea every day. No wonder the master is busy all day long."
I’m listless.”
"boom!"
On the north side of the courtyard wall, there was the sound of something falling to the ground, and then there was the giggle of a woman.
Ye Xiaochuan shouted to the north courtyard wall: "Gu Pan'er, why are you so mad? You laugh so loudly that it's deafening even the next door. Are you a woman?"
The drunk Taoist was very worried now and did not want to get involved in the fun of these young people. He said: "Xiaochuan, go and wash your face first. I have something to talk to you."
Ye Xiaochuan didn't have the habit of washing his face, so he rubbed his cheeks with both hands randomly a few times and said, "Master, if you have anything to say, just say it."
It would be okay if he didn't see Yang Baobao peeing on Ye Xiaochuan's face just now. Now the drunk Taoist just felt sick.
Then I thought about it and it didn't matter anymore. That was baby Yang's urine. It was a good thing and could ward off evil spirits.
Now Ye Xiaochuan uses it as a facial cleanser to wash his face a few times. It’s not a big deal. Maybe it can also beautify and remove wrinkles.
The drunk Taoist asked Ye Xiaochuan to sit down, and then said: "I talked about you with your master uncle."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Is it about Yang Yishuang? Master, we are masters and disciples, but I have to say ugly things first. The woman I want to marry and have children is Yun Qiyou. You can't do it for Cang Qiyou."
Yun’s interests sold me out.”
The drunk Taoist said: "Who do you want to be as a teacher? Don't worry, I have already made an agreement with the master as a teacher. This matter ends here. You can marry whomever you want in the future. Even if you become a Taoist priest, it's up to you."
"
Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed, and his anxious heart was finally relieved.
He shouted: "Master, you are truly my own master!"
He was so deeply in love that he couldn't help himself. He really jumped up, hugged the old alcoholic master, and kissed the drunk Taoist on the cheek.
The drunk Taoist turned around and ran to the kitchen without any hesitation.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Master, what are you doing!" The drunk Taoist said angrily: "Wash your face!"
